The Idol Group and the Crown

Huo Jian's words didn't fall, and the five members next to him clapped, "The captain really is the captain!"

Uncle Jiang had long expected that he sat back and said slowly: "Young man, don't talk too much."

Pei Ru also withdrew his eyes and smiled.

"It's so determined in advance, but you must recognize the main business as well," Jiang Shu was in a good mood at the moment, and he would hit one or two as usual: "If I find out that you should write a song and play the piano secretly while doing the paper..."

"Guarantee not to spend too much time studying." Huo Jian slowly said: "After the debut, the commuting time should become longer, and the fragmentation time is enough."

Jiang Shu glanced at him, and suddenly reached out and vigorously rubbed his head.

"Is your kid really crazy?"

They soon arrived at the rehearsal of Feng Jinjin's concert.

The stage is still under construction here, and the huge site is like a construction site in an industrial area.

The tall woman in the color stripe sportswear quickly led the assistants towards them, and the expression was quite capable: "Come?"

She was unfamiliar with these little boys, and he was an old friend with Uncle Jiang.

"The new born." Uncle Jiang shook hands with her and smiled, "Thank you for enjoying the light."

Feng Jin is now nearly forty years old, and his figure is still maintained like a young girl. After giving birth to one child and one daughter, she still has no trace of extra fat on her body, and she is demanding of herself.

She also went to the background to confirm the process, and directly greeted Pei Ru, let him take them to the main stage for a dance.

Pei Ru also nodded with a smile, gestured to the sound station to release bgm.

This time, the acting is an anonymous internship, and the arrangement is relatively stable and low-key.

"There is not much time for you to prepare. I remember the dance steps today. I will go to the hive to practice tomorrow, and I will go directly to the stage on Saturday." Pei Ru also quickly walked forward, reaching out the small X-shaped tape on the ground: "Remember Point."

Another dance group went on stage synchronously, and the six group members would raise their hands intentionally, indicating that they would jump behind him, and then they could directly replace their positions.

Pei Ru also stood in Feng Jin's position, unzipped his coat to the collarbone, and snapped his fingers.

The music rang, and dozens of people danced like double quotes at the same time.

The six teenagers felt tight in their hearts, knowing that they had to remember their positions while recording dance steps and bgm, and their nerves stretched into a tight string.

This song is today's classic track "Sunrise". They used to skip it in the practice room, but the live version and mv are different. The bgm has been re-arranged, and the duration is different from the recorded version.

This is the first time Huo Jian has been dancing in a concert with a team of dozens of people.

He seems to have suddenly come to the microcosm, becoming a small molecule that moves and changes rapidly.

In the first second, the two parts were still separated by quotation marks. The chorus merged like a cross fish bone, and then split into four sets of borders again, surrounding Pei Ru also like a European frame.

Choreography is a wonderful art as magical as painting.

To have dynamic vision, to have spatial imagination, to understand all the potential of the stage and the dancers themselves.

Huo Jian knows that this stage is also one of Pei boss's proud works. When the first jump is over, he remembers all the tape marks, and the dance steps can basically keep up.

Feng Jin bundled his long hair into a ponytail and quickly stepped onto the stage, beckoning the music to stop.

"We will go through all the procedures again." She quickly said: "Start with the first song-your fifth song in the first row, and then come to the stage with the dance company."

"Okay." Huo Jian bowed immediately and led the team members to follow the dancers to the side stand by.

Feng Jin is an old senior who debuted fifteen years ago, and now he is the same as Mei Heng. The trophy in the family has already been filled with several cabinets.

Her financial resources were long enough to squander all her life, and now it is purely because of love and habits that are still glowing on the stage.

The moment the music sounded, she began to dance and sing in full Mai, one by one without rest for a while, and the breath was stable and terrible while seamlessly connecting.

The two dance groups took turns to dance with each other, and the size change was as chaotic as the kaleidoscope.

But she stared straight ahead and rarely looked at the walking position next to her, and her movements were basically correct.

At the same time as the fifth song sounded, the six of them merged into the dance group and quickly walked onto the stage.

Not a proud newcomer, or any idol with a name, or an ordinary dancer accompanying her.

But the pressure is also full, and the heart beats very fast in four minutes.

Fortunately, on Saturday night, these four minutes were equally tense and steady, and no one took the wrong step.

Huo Jian's spatial memory ability is very strong, and I took them to the point of splitting the point the day before.

They quickly went on and off in exaggerated and gorgeous dance clothes, and the screaming and cheering of the audience never stopped.

When they jumped off the stage, they hurriedly turned their heads back, and the queen on the high stage was still singing and dancing with a crowd of people, so powerful that they were awe-inspiring.

She can hold a concert for two and a half hours by herself, can memorize more than a dozen dances, and she sings all the way to the end without panting, so strong that she has no friends.

Feng Jin was busy exploding in these two days, and even his old friend's house had no time to say hello. Naturally, his assistant arranged and arranged it.

When the six of them returned to the background to remove their makeup, they were still listening to the movements of their ears with their ears upright, and their hearts were particularly swaying.

"Let's fireworks at the concert!" Mei Shengyao let the makeup artist and sister remove her eyeshadow and raised her right hand to the mirror: "Just as the emperor raised his hand, two rows of golden fireworks rushed to the sky. , Is it super handsome!"

Huo Jian silently wrote the list in his heart.

Fireworks x1.

"I also want to put balloons." Ji Ji's eyes were bright: "The hydrogen balloon at the beginning is so cute, and there are glittering powder inside, which is particularly beautiful under the lights."

The captain turned his head so that the makeup artist could remove the earrings.

Balloon x1.

"Bubble is beautiful," Xie Liyun thought carefully: "Dry ice and bubbles can be used together when we sing love songs..."

Bubble x1.

"Would you like some pigeons?" Long Li said with a chin on his chin. "It seems to be appropriate too?"

The captain felt like a barcode scanning machine without feelings, and suddenly recovered at this moment: "It's fireworks and bubbles, won't the pigeons be blown away?"

"Don't listen to Long Ji." Bo Juliang said coolly: "We are really up to the news when the pigeons are blown down, and the animal protection will sue us."

"But it's really cool to have a concert..." Long Ji sighed: "We have to wait for next fall."

"Wait." Huo Jian suddenly said: "Are we still not finishing the arrangement of four songs?"

The dressing room fell silent.

"And the next manuscript is due for recording next Sunday?"

"It's equivalent to say -" Xie Liyun stiffly said: "Are we going to be in the sound chamber this week?"

Appeared again! ! Deadline killing series! ! !

They had to stay up late to catch up.

The three songs co-written by Huo Jian and Bo Ju were arranged in collaboration with Mr. Zhong's team. The songs of several other people were also meeting with the team overnight to discuss and modify the final plan because of the different soundtracks and styles.

Thin Ju held the mask and eye cream very intimately and went downstairs, like a painter giving them a mask in turn.

"Skincare while staying up all night," Long Ji thumbs up: "Teacher Bo is exquisite."

Bo Jue mercilessly glued his mouth.

Huo Jian is idle and idle, brewing several pots of coffee in paper cups and distributing them to the staff and the four of them.

Mei Sheng went to sleep in a drowsy sleepy state, drank unilateral headphones and drank dimly, and his small face was bitterly shrunk: "It's a black coffee!!! And there is no sugar!!!"

Chi Ji reached out and took a sip, followed by a deep breath with a face that continued to cut the sound.

"To control the sugar." The captain's official business said: "The creamer was confiscated by Uncle Jiang."

Xie Lianyun refused: "Don't drink, never drink."

Then the coffee maker was empty at two in the morning.

They changed and quarreled once.

"You can't delete it here!"

"Why can't I delete the string of audio you added too much!"

"I'm relying on you to say that I am superfluous here? Are you OK?"

"Originally, this song was written by me. Why can't I play it?"

Then began throwing pillows at each other.

Huo Jian stood next to him, holding the coffee pot in one hand and blocking the pillow to persuade him: "If you have anything, please say it."

Mei Shengyao rushed to scratch Xie Liyun's neck: "You pig! You dare to secretly change my flow!!"

"You know how far the flow kid goes home to sleep!"

"I bite you, believe it or not!!"

Chi Ji had an irresistible knock on the keyboard beside him: "There is another... I will be liberated when this score is settled..."

Huo Jianleng was not hit by a pillow on his nose, his face covered his face and hissed.

The other four moments stood up: "Captain!!!"

"Go and write, go and write," Huo Jian is too sleepy: "I'm waiting for you to come back to the dormitory together..."

The last six people slept in a ballroom.

When Xie Liyun woke up, he found six pillows on his face, like a human pyramid.

"Who did--"

After the final draft was finalized, the score was sent to the Philharmonic Orchestra to record the accompaniment. The six of them followed Teacher Zhong to practice harmony and sang the songs written by several other teammates for two weeks.

Then repeatedly recorded in the recording studio to get tired.

In the middle, Long Jia quietly took the car key and took them to the recording hall in another block. Six people lay on the window to see the symphony orchestra in the soundproof room.

Dozens of people played the flute with serious expressions and were recording their own songs.

"How does it feel like our group's children are about to give birth..." Xie Lianyun rubbed his eyes and said: "A little moved."

Huo Jian also lay beside the glass, looking like a child.

"They are playing our song." He turned to look at them, smiling cutely: "We wrote!"

Long Ji leaned over and kissed his face: "The captain worked hard."

Mei Shengyao also kissed him on his heels: "The captain is so sweet!"

"I want to kiss too!"

Xie Lianyun took a step back: "Guangtianhualanglanglang"

"Don't forget about me! Let go of the captain and let me come!"

-2-

The director who was responsible for the production of the lead group participated in the recording in the middle and late stages, and took the cameraman to record the whole process of their songwriting and choreography.

Ji Ji will be a little nervous when he encounters the camera. Long Ji will be familiar with the camera to explain the progress. The captain is relatively cautious. He is very gentle when answering the staff questions.

The director was quite emotional: "You are still so young, it is not easy to achieve this level together."

"It will be better in the future." Xie Lianyun thought without hesitation: "Every Corona album must become a masterpiece."

And this is one of the reasons for my existence.

They have successively completed docking and negotiation with different MV directors. The recording studio is erection and decoration, which is in a post-modern style with clear color contrast.

The choreography of the team also began one after another, with Pei Ruye and Huo Jian doing it by hand.

In addition to "Your Crown", the fast-paced high-burning tracks are also highly recognizable.

One song uses electronic music to create a mix of British rock and pop styles, and the other one is written by Professor Zhu Yin to take a magnificent epic feeling.

The latter is named "fangs", the stage is equipped with half-length armor and half-length robe, and has a psychedelic and messy stitching aesthetic.

Huo Jian followed Pei Ru's intermittent contact for more than a year and was already able to keep up with his ideas.

The shock of the sword dance is the sense of lines and power.

Dozens of people have the same line trajectory changes, whether it is watching mv or watching the scene will be very impactful.

"This song itself is a war song, how about we add a long sword to the dance?"

Pei Ru is still writing schedules, and when he hears a question, he moves and thinks: "Without a bladed prop knife, weight and safety may be guaranteed."

"Three-on-three will have no sense of momentum, and you can arrange one-on-five or two-on-four." Huo Jian used a blue pen to draw four grids on a4 paper, explaining his choreography arrangement like a director.

"The two slashed forward with their swords. The four blocked but were rushed away. The rhythm stopped when the rhythm accelerated."

Pei Ru also yelled, and repainted the four-segment splitter with a red pen: "The performance is broken, you can use a two-line structure."

"When the chorus sounds, four people can be in a circle and two people are in the middle. The high light hits the middle... You write first, I will call a martial arts instructor."

When the six of them went to the hive to practice dancing, two strong men like boxers stood at the door.

Wei Jie took a stack of paper sticks and sent one by one: "Come and practice swordsmanship today."

Xie Lianyun knows: "Beating me and Bo Jue are professional!"

"Who is going to be beaten with you!"

They practiced for a whole afternoon in the glass hive. Before leaving the get out of class, Bo Qiu was carrying a paper sword to drink, and turned around to see Uncle Jiang, who was the class teacher's tail, opposite the glass wall.

Bo Ju: ! !

Huo Jian quickly passed by smoothly: "Brother Ju calm."

Bo Jue was hiccupped by Uncle Jiang who appeared abruptly, and Yu panic: "What a special..."

Uncle Jiang came in and informed Boss Pei, beckoning to them: "Go to a shower and spray some perfume, and take you out to dinner today."

"Also, wear formal attire."

Uncle Jiang had also taken them to dinner with different people.

There are spf presidents and company executives, as well as TV station leaders and investors. Most of the time, everyone should wear a formal one, without being particularly serious.

The company reported the size when signing the contract. Each person ordered two suits, which were placed in a special closet and regularly maintained.

"How come this time..."

The water crackled in the bathroom, and the boys chatted in the cubicle.

"Do you want to talk about endorsements?" Mei Shengyao curiously said: "Guess what red blood and blue blood?"

Huo Jian made a quick move and entered the knowledge blind zone after a long absence.

"Have you started talking at this time?" Long Jia listened to them chatting sideways: "Isn't it more than half a year before I debut?"

"Look at the endorsement area," Bo Ju explained: "If it is the Asia-Pacific sub-region and the global endorsement, not only should we talk in advance, but there may also be a topical linkage with the fashion magazine, so we need to set it early."

Huo Jian washed and opened the door, and Chi Ji opposite also opened the door.

Water droplets hung on the collarbone of the Qingxiu teenager. When he saw the captain's abs and elephant, he blushed instantly. Don't step on the slippers and rush out to change clothes.

Huo Jian lowered his head and touched the deep mermaid line of his crotch.

Um...when did you practice it?

pretty.

Uncle Jiang was already waiting at the door, urging them to get dressed and roll out quickly.

Bo Jiu and Huo Jian don't know how to tie a tie. Long Ji nailed the cufflinks to help them get them one by one, and folded two small crown squares of the same color.

"Does Koike need help?" Huo Jian asked.

The teenager shook his head quickly, his cheeks flushed with steam.

"No, thank you captain."

Waiting for the babysitter's car, Uncle Jiang chewed the candy and gave them two tubes. He sat in the co-pilot's slow bar and said: "I'm doing well today."

"Uncle Jiang, who do we meet?"

"Golryo's head of Asia-Pacific, boss Ji." Jiang Shumang said: "If you have a gem on this album, if you can bring a luxury jewelry endorsement when you debut, the tone will be set."

Mei Shengyao said to Xie Liyun that "I say, it's blue blood."

Huo Jian took a mobile phone to quickly search for related entries, and quickly understood the meaning.

This name comes from Spanish and originally refers to people with noble blood.

There are six blue bloods and eight red bloods in global luxury brands, each with different levels in the fields of watches, clothing, jewelry, shoes and bags.

And gy is one of the top six jewellery brands in the blue blood. All designs are at the forefront of fashion. The old and new models are the red carpet darlings of the stars.

Before Uncle Jiang finished, the assistant next to him opened the jewellery box and signaled them to wear one piece each: "This is the classic style of gy, you don't want to leave it when you pack it up, and you will return it to the company later."

Long Ji shook his watch: "This is no coincidence."

Uncle Jiang glanced and said: "You are a global limit, there are ten models in total."

Long Sui smiled and said, "How do I taste?"

"I didn't get it when I asked my friends to find a relationship." Uncle Jiang snorted: "Let me see this later, sour."

The restaurant is deep in the private hall, the design is low-key and luxurious.

Six or seven foreigners in more than 20 people speak Italian and Spanish accents.

Some people recognized Long Ji and greeted him with a smile, while others recognized Bo Qiu and Chi Ji, and took out the book and asked them to sign.

Uncle Jiang can't speak English, and all rely on accompanying translators to synchronously transmit sound.

After eating a meal and drinking a lot of wine, the atmosphere is quite pleasant.

Although all six of them can speak English, there is not much actual participation.

The bearded boss talks more about business with Uncle Jiang and President Qi. There are very few tables full of good wine and good food. Finally, he brought out a computer to talk about data.

After finishing a meal, Uncle Jiang signaled that they would return to the company with the assistant first, and Mr. Qi stayed to continue to talk with them about the specifics.

After returning to the car, the five teenagers took off the necklace, ring and ear studs and returned them to the assistant, exchanging information in a low voice.

"I heard the second half did not understand..."

"That uncle spoke too fast."

"How do you feel the seriousness of the aunts next to me?"

Ji Ji thought for a long time and looked at Huo Jiandao: "What do they mean by vam?"

Huo Jian basically listened to the whole process, but the Italians and Spaniards were chatting quickly in the second half, and they didn't understand much about language switching.

"Valuationadjustmentmechani□, agreement on gambling." He explained: "Literally translated, is the valuation adjustment mechanism."

The remaining four: ...?

"The two parties confirm whether to exercise their rights in accordance with the performance of the agreed conditions."

The remaining four: ...? ?

Young Master Long relied on Huo Jianlao: "In other words, it is a more flexible form of business cooperation, which has constraints and requirements for each other."

At twelve thirty in the evening, Uncle Jiang, who was drunk with alcohol, knocked on the door and came in.

"Slow down slowly," Bo Jue prepared a vomit bag and came over: "Uncle, how much did you drink..."

Uncle Jiang coaxed it all out and took a paper towel to wipe his mouth skillfully.

"Small things." He walked and swayed, his eyes sober, like an old fox pretending to be drunk.

Huo Jian poured tea for him, and Long Ji helped his shoulders.

Uncle Jiang was paralyzed for a while on the sofa, knocking on the coffee table and saying, "Sit all over."

Six came quickly.

"I signed this contract with them." Uncle Jiang shook the document bag, and looked proud: "As long as you pre-sell more than 100,000 when you debut, and 500,000 in the first week, you directly declare gy Asia Pacific. District General Spokesperson."

"Otherwise?" Bo Ju subconsciously said.

"Otherwise, it is the spokesperson of the partition image, and it is not a loss." Uncle Jiang scolded: "Dog Spaniards can drink so much, Mader is like Maozi."

Huo Jian helped him back, and Long Ji said without pressure: "No, I bought all the albums and sold a villa."

"What people are looking at is your total popularity. What do you want?" Uncle Jiang knocked his head.

"This matter was discussed by President Qi and Qi, basically settled down, don't worry too much."

Uncle Jiang was so sleepy that he beckoned his assistant to turn on the computer.

"I have set three plans for you, and I will go back to bed as soon as possible."

He needs to confirm the team's venue in advance, and the time is not enough every day.

"Listen."

"The first one is called "Crown and So-and-so". This so-and-so is a domestic and foreign travel destination. The specific tourism plan has not yet been finalized. The six of you go out to eat, drink, and wear good-looking clothes.

"The second type is a chase game, which has intellectual and physical levels, and also takes the entertainment route."

"The third kind is called "Crown Zoo"." Uncle Jiang reached out his hand and pointed to the West Window: "Did you see the lake island in the zoo?"

"I talked to the tourism bureau and the zoo. Can you go to the restaurant and feed the lion and dolphin giant panda? Would you like to go?"